Chapter 6 A Warning Glare

• "Oh!" Miranda rubbed her sleeping eyes, as she would have loved to have more wonderful dreams. However, as her big brown eyes fell on the wall clock in her room, Miranda gasped, "Oh my goodness! 10 am."
• Well, the day is Saturday, but Miranda knew that Lady Loretta mostly picked on her to make her tea and also to attend to her other services.
• Rushing out of bed without any other care in this world, Miranda quickly ran out of her maid's room, rushing out before Juliet, who shook her head with disgust.
• Juliet was two years older than Miranda. Juliet was a single mother, but she hid it from the Luis family.
• Juliet had gotten the opportunity to work in the Luis family home after she was kicked out of her parents' home. Her parents were rich, but Juliet couldn't identify the man who had gotten her pregnant. She fell pregnant out of wedlock, and that was against her parents' standards.
• She had one night with a mysterious man; she knew if she saw the man again, she would identify him, but it had been 5 years, yet she had not seen the man.
• He was a young guy then, and Juliet doubts he was up to twenty-two years old then. She did not bother to search for this man, as she knew he wouldn't accept her. They were only having fun; now she had to work as a maid to cater for her four-year-old son's needs.
• Her son was with her parents, but they refused to sponsor her needs after she had given birth and told her to go ahead and work as an adult since she now longs for adult pleasure. She should be able to take care of her son; that was the result of her foolishness.
• Juliet was also as fair-skinned and beautiful as Miranda, but she did not like Miranda, maybe because she liked the house master and wanted him to notice her too.
• Derrick was 25 years old, and Juliet was 24 years old. She wished she was a little younger and not a single mom; then she would have tried her chances with him.
• However, remembering her four-year-old son at home, Juliet exited Miranda's room and walked out to the kitchen to continue with her work.
• "Miranda, what happened with Melody last night? Did you fight with her?" Lady Loretta Luis was seated on a pristine white couch in the living room as she queried Miranda. She could not just drop the topic like Derrick had asked her to.
• Lady Loretta had previously placed a ban on all her maids that fighting was not allowed in her home. She knew that females usually grow jealous of themselves, and if she had not placed that ban, then maybe there would be a report of murder in her mansion one day.
• "I am sorry, ma'am. The lady slapped me again after Master Derrick and his guest left us upstairs. She slapped me twice and hit my head on the wall, and I could only defend myself," Miranda said, with her head lowered to the ground as she knelt down before Lady Loretta.
• Miranda was not used to telling a lie, and that was what earned Lady Loretta to trust her.
• "But you are aware that fighting is not allowed here. Why did you not report Melody to the guards? That's why they're equally around to guard you all and ensure that there is peace in the mansion. You should have told one of the guards to bounce Melody out. I did not like either your actions or Melody's actions the previous night. That behavior is never allowed here; did I make myself clear to you?" Lady Loretta was annoyed, and before Miranda could respond, they heard footsteps on the staircase.
• Staring to her right and behind her, Miranda spotted Derrick standing at the stairs.
• Derrick wore a white shirt and black pants, paired with black slippers. He was not going to the office as the day was Saturday, and similarly, the weekend.
• "Mother, what's going on here again?" Derrick pretended like he did not spot Miranda, descending the stairs.
• Seeing Miranda again, and how she knelt before his mother with her head bent lower, her blonde hair was scattered and covering some part of her face and neck.
• Derrick could only remember the previous night that he had seen her naked. He wanted her, but he immediately kicked the crazy thoughts away.
• "Good morning, Son. It's Miranda. I know that you are not familiar with any of my maids. But it troubled me that she got into a fight the previous night, and if this matter was not addressed, then the rest of the maids would start thinking of fighting here." Lady Loretta complained, just as the rest of the maids in the living room greeted Derrick. "Good morning, Sir."
• "Hmm, then we should fire her. A maid shouldn't be causing any of us stress," Derrick said, not wanting to state the underlying meaning behind his words. But Miranda quickly pleaded, "Please, ma'am. I am sorry. I promise not to fight here again. I don't have anywhere to go, and I really need my job to survive."
• Derrick's deep blue eyes darkened as, with the way Miranda was pleading with his mother, with her soft feminine voice. He knew that his mother would fall for Miranda's charm.
• Derrick didn't want to report what Miranda had done to him the previous night, as he slept so late and woke up late as well. Making him miss doing his morning exercise.
• Silence ensued in the crowded living room as the other maids waited for Miranda to be fired. They equally did not like her. Miranda was very beautiful, and she taunted them with her beauty too, catwalking with pride and also wearing a seductive outfit in the mansion as the maids did not have a particular uniform.
• "Hmm, Derrick. I would have considered firing Miranda like you have stated, but I like her. I just like to have her service around me. I love how she speaks and how she carries out her duty here. However, it still amazes me that she is violent, as I never saw that attitude in her when I hired her. I only saw a bobbling girl who was eager to work and with her big brown shining eyes."
• Derrick frowned, and his face turned stoic as he stood in front of his mother. He wanted to take a stroll outside, and he did not want to think about Miranda again.
• If his mother claimed to like Miranda, then sacking her would only make her feel sad.
• "So, what do you want to do with her now, Mom?" Derrick finally asked his mother. He added, "I don't like her service here and would rather you send her away before she causes more damage than good."
• "No, my son. It's good to have a forgiving heart. I had no issues with Miranda, and I would not allow a third party to come in between me and my maids. They are all my children, so I will spare the rod and correct her. Miranda." Lady Loretta's eyes fell back on Miranda.
• "Let today be the last day that you will be reported fighting in my home. If I get another report that you did something wrong or that you hurt anyone, then you will use the exit gate. Is that understood?" Lady Loretta's eyes were not smiling.
• Miranda nodded her head like an obedient puppy and replied, "Yes, Mother."
• "Good. You may leave us. And why are you still in your nightgown? Did you forget about your services here, or you're just waking up now?" Lady Loretta's eyes beseeched Miranda's body suspiciously.
• "I am sorry, ma'am. Because of the cold last night, I found it hard to sleep after regretting my actions too," Miranda said.
• Others would think Miranda was speaking about the slap with the guest, but she was speaking concerning her encounter with Master Derrick.
• "Hmph." Derrick's fist clenched. He couldn't believe that Miranda would be bold enough to speak back to his mother and lie again.
• Why was she testing his patience and taking him for a fool the previous night?
• "It's okay, then. You shouldn't make the same mistake twice. That would show that you have repented, so detest fighting or hurting anyone's feelings, okay?" Lady Loretta spoke in a calm demeanor as she lovingly looked at Miranda.
• "Okay, Ma'am. Thank you for forgiving me," Miranda said.
• "Yes. Go and prepare my breakfast. You should know how to do it best and don't waste my time. I have been waiting for you to come out of your room before I sent Juliet. Go now," Lady Loretta dismissed Miranda, while her gaze shifted to look back at her son, who was silently strolling away and not pleased with her actions of forgiving their maid.